September 27, 2014

Our best friend might be ugly.

Rebellion: he wears a million different masks. He digs in his bag for the perfect disguise, the one that will draw the most approval, the most ardent support, the most sympathetic comradery. With the right mask, a perfect lie, he will no longer be Rebellion. He will become Justice, Common Sense, even Love.

Rebellion, also known as Witchcraft, seeks to do his own will by his own power. Sometimes that will is good; perhaps helping others. His own power seems to be good too; he may tap into his power of hard work and innovation. Wonderful! What’s wrong with that? Why give such an ugly name to such noble deeds?

Not the deeds! The Motives!

What is really behind what we do? Whose will is being accomplished? Who will get the glory? Christians are followers of Christ. We don’t live for our own will but for the will of the Father, as Jesus Christ taught us, as Jesus Christ lived.

“For whosoever shall save his life shall lose it…” “It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me…” “For me, to live is Christ…”

Rebellion has been a constant friend and companion in my life. I have loved him, pampered him and cheerfully welcomed him into my life. He has, however, kept me from the Lover of my soul, often blocking my way to the Father as he pointed out the dreadful consequences of yielding to God when it didn’t make sense or might bring pain. Hand in hand we would walk, Rebellion offering his constant fellowship and faithful comfort when I needed it most.

Yet his companionship left me sad and empty, even sick in my body. Instead of love, I had hate. Instead of joy, I had anger. No peace, no patience, no gentleness. In fact, he left me with no fruit of the Spirit, but rather, his own fruit: impatience, irritation, pride – rotten fruit that brought disease.
My Father, always desiring my peace, always offering Amazing Grace, sent his most faithful servant to uncover Rebellion, to get that tricky scoundrel out of my life. He sent Suffering.

My thoughts toward Suffering have changed over the years. Today I can tell you, though he is ugly, he is no longer scary, he is strong and kind. He has protected me from much evil. He has brought me through dark and impossible battles, giving me the victory though he did all the work. I have grown to love him. I don’t seek him, I don’t look for him or ask for his presence, but I know he will come when he is needed.

I remember the days when I would slam the door in his face. Calling on every friend, doctor, philosopher, pastor, I would seek any means possible to remove him from my life. I would often go to God Himself to argue against Suffering. Rebellion, so close to me we were one person, would raise his fist in the air and say, “You call this abundant life?!” Answering gently, never addressing Rebellion, only my own soul, God would ask me “Tell me, Daughter of Mine, whose life are you living?”

With that simple question, the freedom to choose, my arguments against God’s will would be silenced for a moment. Standing before me was Rebellion, his slick smile reminding me that he offered any path I desired. Oh the places we could go!

On the other hand, there stood Suffering. He offered no promises, no smile, only one path: a narrow way that looked hard to find, hard to travel. Rebellion came with me and Suffering was sent by God. Why would God -- my Father, the Husband of my soul -- send such a stern and ugly friend to me?

Freedom. I would decide. I could choose.

One fateful day I chose Suffering. It shocked me that immediately my old friend Rebellion fell down as dead. Lying next to his body were several masks. How? How did I not see that his name was Rebellion? How was I deceived to think he was Love and Justice?

Rebellion did not die; however, he was merely uncovered. Ever faithful and with his unlimited supply of masks he has never left my side. But Suffering is also faithful.

Suffering prevents me from doing my own will by my own power. Suffering conquers Rebellion every time I go with him. When I do go with that stern friend, I find the narrow path we walk to be full of fruit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, gentleness, faithfulness, self-control. It is fruit for me and for others, fruit for an abundant life.

Naturally, Suffering is not the only friend God sends His children, but he is one of the best. The next time he knocks on your door, rejoice. He has victories to shower upon you and heavenly things to reveal.

1 Peter 4:1-2 "Forasmuch then as Christ hath suffered for us in the flesh, arm yourselves likewise with the same mind: for he that hath suffered in the flesh hath ceased from sin; That he no longer should live the rest of his time in the flesh to the lusts of men, but to the will of God."

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September 22, 2014

Have some tea with me! (and a sandwich)

I am having...

Jasmine Tea with
my version of a grilled cheese sandwich

On one side of a sliced croissant sprinkle the following:

Granulated Garlic
Dried dill
Dried Parsley
Shredded Parmesan Cheese

On the other side spread "just a bit" of mustard
add a slice of black forest ham
and Jack Cheese

Put into a warm oven until the cheese melts.

I am feeling...

So happy and relieved.

I passed my Commercial Driver's Test today.
I felt like a puddle of jello at the end, but so so happy and thankful!

Look for me in the next yellow school bus you see
and be sure to stop at my Stop Paddle!...or else!

On my mind... 

The authority we have as Christians.
Do you know about it?
Do you know about all that belongs to you, to me, as Children of God?

I wonder why so many of us live like paupers, or slaves to sin and fear?

Eph 1:3  "Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places,"

I am thankful...

For good friends, for good food, safety, and the ability to

"Go Home" any minute of the day through prayer.

I can't wait for HEAVEN!!

A Song to Share...

September 13, 2014

Tea Time

 Evergreens against a deep blue sky,
 Goodbye  to three explorers,
 A picnic lunch on their back,
 The Beach their goal.
 Chamomile tea in my favorite cup,
 Scrumptious pages of a good thick book,
 A wide red chair sitting in the sun--
 The pleasures  of a Saturday afternoon. 

 The trivial round, the common task,
 Would furnish all we ought to ask;
 Room to deny ourselves; a road 
 To bring us daily nearer God.
~ W. Nevins

September 7, 2014

A September to Remember


Sunday, September 7, 2014

Outside my window...

Signs that we are moving into Autumn.

The sun is lower in the sky, there is a slight Autumn scent and a nip in the air.

I am thankful...

For the sunny days, for the blue sky.

I'm just not ready for our grey and white weather to return.

In the kitchen...

Caramel apple pastries for a party tonight.

Apple sausage with quinoa and kale
for dinner.

More signs of Fall!

I am wearing...

this dress...

with a 3/4 sleeve black cardigan.
The model looks so much better in it, but this is one of my favorite dresses.
Easy to wash, easy to wear, can be dressed up or down.

I am hearing...

This song in my oldie but goodie,

I am going...

To another wedding this month.

I love weddings, don't you?

The beginning of a new family, the bright hopes, the desires realized.

I can't wait until The Marriage Supper of the Lamb!!

On my mind...

Good friends.
I thank my God upon every remembrance of them.

I am reading...

In Heaven, Experiencing the Throne of God
This is the testimony of Dean Braxton, a man I met last week.

I am hoping...

To pass my driving test this month.
The pre-trip inspection is pretty tough.

I failed my last Practice Test...but now I know how to study.

Fuel tanks, steering boxes, u-bolts on the brain.

I am remembering...

My California family with longing.

Around the house...


Yet more signs of Autumn!!

The scary ones are escorted in a jar to the woods...they are just too big to smash.
Yuck and shivers!!

A quote for today...

"They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength,
They shall mount up with wings as eagles.
They shall run and not grow weary, They shall walk and not faint,"

One of my favorite things...

Babies, with their chubby cheeks, kissable necks and piggy toes.

A few plans for the rest of the month:

A wedding
A driving test
A divorce...maybe

Mr. Santos and I have our Settlement Agreement this month.
What does that mean?
Such a strange title, what will we settle? At times I feel like I'm just along for the ride. I don't always know where I'm going.

Please pray for me.

Some picture thoughts to share...

Lunch date with the kids yesterday

Followed by a walk in the woods.

Lovely Sophia

My of three who pushed me up the hill.

We made it to the top!! What a view.

Three monkeys

Setting up beach camp at the bottom of the cliff.


Mr. Santos met us there to take the kids for a walk.

High Tide!

And an otter family

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